“I hate you!” she cried; her temper as fiery as her hair. “I don’t wish to punish you, but to keep you safe!” he said sadly. “I lost your Mother to the land; I cannot bear to lose you, too!” Her misery broke his heart, but his duty was to protect her. Eventually, contempt grew heavy in her heart. Accepting fate, she reached for her father’s hand. “I love you!” she cried as their hands joined. Suddenly, the barrier dissipa...
“Stay below the waterline,” her father always said. But she was a redhead; she was stubborn and didn’t listen. She often defied him and would sneak out of their watery kingdom and head to the cove. Once there, she would not only poke her nose above the waterline, she would also lift herself up out of the sea and onto the rocks near the dry land. She craved the sunshine of the human world and grew tired of watching the sky...
Through time and distancesand in your case other arms,we have become strangers,strangers who politely refuseto acknowledge each other.I would have not ended this, would not have betrayed you,would not have strayed from you,would not have left you at all.So so many memories flowand flood the solitude of hours,I have nothing else to tell you,you may have chosen well,you may have chosen badly,I care not now, you have chosen....
I´d never thought it would end this, I´d never thought we would part, I´d never thought of time as an enemy, I´d never thought you would leave me. Still, fear not, I have seen you sneaking, just to escape, just to hide, just to go. You did not know me that well, I guess, just one word would have been enough, my love and desire are not based on chains, those are just props for enhancing foreplay.
She. He stopped texting her, all of a sudden. She could not understand why, since he had asked her to be his completely, to belong to him out of her own will. She had found this disturbing and enticing at the same time. The nature of her feelings for him drove her to him in ways others would not have thought possible. These others would maybe have felt asphyxiated by his demands but in her case, she glorified in them. S...
She wrote about him all the time, she never mentioned his name again, she wrote about her love and her lust, she wrote not taking any needed breaks. She just wrote about her sadness, about his absence and her bereavement, she wrote to extract all from memories, to erase him from her suffering mind, she wrote to welcome solitude at last. Still, it was no use, her memory revived him, her time with him became stronger, he wa...
Living by proxy in your mind, with just the promise of my surrender. Living by proxy in my own skin, with just the memory of a few encounters. Living by proxy in a fleeting time with just the solitude left by your absence.
In the old city of canals, of narrow winding streets, in the city of dark waters and bridges of mystery, there is a time when all stops and goes back to centuries ago... Trust me, in this beloved city I met you once, in times long gone, you loved me once and I let you go... I was foolish, still, I loved you so! In the old city of canals and bridges, you and I loved each other furiously, with a passion that burned like ice...
One day we can sit together, in a quiet garden with no flowers, with white statues watching us. Then we can remember our many attempts at love while a pale sun hits our hearts and a cold breeze kisses us. One day we can remember and cry for lost hours, smile at our escapades fondly and then return to ourselves. Lost in each other for a while we may still find the sealed door that guards time and memory. And maybe then we...
The dryad sleeps in slender stems, and new green leaves. Born of two souls mingled, the dryad dreams. One died for love of the land and a friend. One passed in her dotage, but was content in the end. Xantwilla’s soul lingered where her charred stump remained. By love and fey magic was her spirit sustained. For Penny she waited — her life incomplete. She knew that one day, they would once again meet. On a night blessed by...
The place I am searching, Is calling my heart with yearning. Eyes that are brimming with tears, Fighting the longing I have been feeling these years. Telling myself, "Never let the red string break", For soon I will definitely be there. To the place where I truly belong, To the only place, I call home.
Look at them! Every day they visit the house. When they have seen enough, they return to their comfortable lives. How I envy them, their freedom. I see them but they don't see me. Oh, they think they do, some of the clever ones who think they have the gift... but they don't. They have no idea that I am locked in this room, trapped until some kindness can release me. If only that one person could see beyond the walls, find...
THAW Winter winds Freeze you in My mind Waiting for a thaw Day and Days go Watching the ice flows Down to the oceans go Build a fire Warm your heart Think of just only one On our banks With hope anew Above geese form As this old man Dreams on For a note Or a call Watching ice flow See two robins necking This old man smiles Hoping to hear Your thaw
I am left to loving you silently From a distance shore Where seagulls soar Waves crashing Salty mist on my lips West where our sun falls Our place where hearts blend My soul screams your name My heart reaches out To hold you once more Taste your honeyed lips Soul burn red hot Turning to ash To be reborn once more On our distance shore Loving you silently As the seagulls soar
If you didn’t know her You’d never know That her heart was broken But to know her To have her touch your life Was magical The pain in her heart Shows deep in her eyes They don’t shine with the same sparkle anymore She smiles So the hurt won’t show But there’s a tenderness missing She swallows her tears And makes it through Like every day she’s in control I sit and watch her wondering Who sh...
